Artemis Rune's Story

"Good morning, Mr. Grant!" One of the night guards greeted Edison cheerily that morning, same as every morning at five, allowing him to pass through the first gate leading into the Avon Prison. "Good morning," Edison replied sternly. He was sure that this guard had never been inside of the building itself, merely serving as a shield to prevent forced entry, which is why he was allowed to be in a good mood. He'd never seen the horrors that developed behind the fortified steel walls. He could bet that most of the outside guards would never have the stomach for the torment upheld within the prison, and he was glad that they didn't need to.

He passed through two more gates much like this one, each one providing different forms of manual identity verification before he was allowed to enter the final gate, leading into the building that blasted him with a wave of air-conditioning upon entry. The small room that served as an elevator. Edison made his way towards the panel of iridescent buttons, and pressed the one labeled 'ᴄᴀʟʟᴏᴜs', which had been code for his main office. Upon the selection, a scanner passed behind the button, checking his finger print. This form of security was one that was maintained silently, as not many of his employees knew of its existence. When the scan was complete, the small room shook merely slightly signifying that it was off the ground, taking Edison to the level in which his office resided.

Before the doors opened, a green light flashed above a thin slot about two inches thick. He stretched the cord that his entry-card was attached to his pocket by and pressed it into the slot. The green light went off and the doors slid out of view, revealing a long hall down which Edison began walking.

On the left, he entered his office. Quickly, he sat down at his desk and started his computer. After inputting his password to login, he input his second level of passwords to access the live security feeds. 'sᴜɴᴅᴇʀ' was the first camera he checked on, the cell of Artemis Rune. On the screen, she sat against the wall, masked by an opaque-green color due to the night-vision setting on the camera.

Next, he pulled up the schedule, inputting another set of passwords to reveal a plan for experiments per prisoner. Today, sᴜɴᴅᴇʀ was listed under 'ғʟɪɴᴛ', and for the life of him, he couldn't remember what that was a code for. Honestly, that didn't happen very often because the only way to learn what a particular word was code for, you had to verbally ask someone. There wasn't a code-chart that told you specifically what everything meant, which proved to be an effective security measure most of the time, while other times it was simply a nuisance. However, those who couldn't remember these codes on a regular basis got a significantly lower pay than the higher-ups who did.

For this particular code, he'd have to venture to the laboratory for an answer. After checking over the other security feeds and the tests associated with the prisoners which resided within the respective rooms, he headed back to the elevator, pressed the button to the right of the door labeled 'sᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ', simply meant to tell the elevator mechanism to pick him up from his current location.

Upon re-entering the elevator, he hit the button labeled 'ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ', meant to transport the user to the scientist's lair, A.K.A., the laboratory.

Artemis opened her eyes to the sound of her jingling chains and a pitch black room. Yawning and adding on a stretch that almost lifted her torn white dress too much. Getting on her hands and knees, she felt around to find where she was. Her hand found a small dent in the floor and she smiled as she figured out where she was in her little square. Getting up steadily, she made her way to where the food was always brought in. She didn't really know who brought it, if there was a who, or what it was, but she ate because it would give her stomach pains when she didn't. She found her way back to her favorite corner and sat cross legged as she began to eat.

Artemis always wondered what was outside this little box what was her home. She remembered that when she was younger, she didn't live here, but she couldn't really remember anything anymore so she just tried to get by in life.

Fang hang off the edge of the roof top, and pulled himself up. He looked down at the city. He'd gotten news of an underground prison, and went to go check it out. It was definitely hidden. Fang growled under his breath with frustration. He needed to find that entrance. He had gathered some info about the place, and learned a lot of it. His team had been working to gather this information for a long time. He re A few of the other members of his rebellion came up behind him and Fang told them to search the area.

After a while of searching, Fang had found a vent to go through. As he went inside, he ran down the halls, with light footsteps and cautious eyes. If anyone caught him, he'd be done for. He made sure that footsteps were quiet. He stumbled into the security room, and looked at the cameras. Sure there were guards there, but Fang kept quiet. As he browsed through the cameras, one girl caught his eye. She looked a little familiar. Was this the picture of the girl that the others had shown him? One of the guards looked back, feeling watched and saw Fang. He quickly responded and attacked the man, taking out both of the guards in a split second.

Fang turned back to the camera and looked for the girl's whereabouts. As soon as the information he needed was collected, he ran out of the room and down the hall, towards the girl. As he neared the room, he looked into the windows, hoping to see her. Fang froze as he saw her in her room, eating. He banged on the door to get the girl's attention.

Artemis heard the bang on the door as she quickly stiffened. It was unusual for them to come while she was eating.... Let alone to bang on her door... It couldn't be them... But who then? She slowly got up and winced as the chains rubbed her the wrong way. They often bled but the shadowy figures always healed them up. She made it somewhat close to the door before the chains tightened. She was at the end of her chain. She knew it'd be painful if they pulled her back, but she wanted to know what was outside. She wanted to see and learn about the world she was taken away from. She cleared her throat weakly and then tried her best to talk.

"H-hello?.... Is someone there?" She tried to force out. Speaking was a rare occasion for her. The shadowy figures never talked back so she only felt awkward talking. Plus, it was sorta hard to talk while your screaming so she guessed it was understandable. Suddenly, she heard sounds unfamiliar to her and she backed away, scared. She had no idea how many were there or what they were planning. They always seemed to do this to her.

((OOC: Heeey,.... uh, as Abrielle said in the OOC, your sorta defeating the purpose of this being a well hidden prison and making it seem like this prison is easy to get into (which it's not) and just making it seem like it's taking no effort.... Yep, Kaire out))